A post from Grama/Mom/Barbara:
I remember reading Lolita. I was about Karen’s age, a ‘married lady’ with young children. There was such a stir about the movie that was coming out based on the novel, oh my, and on such a forbidden topic too, sex with an underage child. I was not intimidated by any of that, it simply made me more curious than I probably would have been about reading the book.
I walked into the Westerly Public Library, past the desk and into the stacks. I knew, from years of loving and exploring the place, exactly where to go. I found what I was seeking and took to the desk to be checked out, where Mrs. Benson said, “Oh, MY! Barbara, I will have to put this one in a bag for you”.
I took it home and read it, then badgered my poor husband to take me to see the movie!
We saw the film starring James Mason and, I think, Carol Lynley, in New London. They wouldn’t show it in Westerly, it was too scandalous and the churches were opposed to it.
A tiny piece piece of film trivia. The town that is shown from a moving train in the film is Westerly, RI, the very same one that would not allow the movie to be shown in their town!
I thought the book was excellent and the movie was good. The scandal of it all was even better
Monday, February 8, 2010
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